Thursday, 25 February 2010

  • Hay In The Barn Day

    Kicking it up to 50 work hours a week throws a monkey wrench in my life.  It's like a bad version of daylight savings time, where I lose an hour a day, but then I have to fill that hour with working.

    Luckily, I do like work some days and my bank account likes when I work too.  It grows to show pleasure.  Like a.... sponge filled with kool-aid.

    Occasionally I'll have my bad/frustrated/ugh days of work where I immediately switch gears to the "want to move far away like England" setting.  But then the good days cheer me right up and I'm back in action.  Sometimes I think a problem is that I care too much.  I want things to be good and directed and smooth, and I go mental at any disorder.

    I remember when I quit working at La Suprema when I was sick of it, but then I ended up working there again the next summer.  No harm, no foul. 

    4 years is a long time.  The Olympics entertain/scare me.  They'll show some guy who is like 28 and I'll think, "Wow. He's pretty old."  Then I think that last Olympic games he was 24 aka younger than me.  Sneaks up on you just like that.  Like Anne Frank or something.

    I'm going to a wedding this weekend.  It's the post-coital to the Las Vegas bachelor party experience.  Austin has way less money holes to avoid.  Or fall into.

    My hot streak on random stocks jumping up 80% or more after I buy them has fizzled a bit.  But one hopped up a good 16% today.  I have hope to be independently wealthy.  That's mostly contingent on me independently finding a briefcase full of heroin and then finding some guy to buy it.

    9 o'clock never seemed late to me when I was a child.  I stayed up past that as long as I can remember.  In college I'd lay in bed listening to sports radio for all hours instead of sleeping because I hate silence so much.  Until I turned 24 or so and adopted this ass-backwards bizarro schedule, where being up past 10 is basically a death-sentence for the next day.

Comments (1)

  • AncienTree

    50 hours a week doesn't sound terribly fun; glad you find some enjoyment at work.  :)

    The UK has pretty high government debt.  How about Australia or Canada?
    http://www.economist.com/markets/rankings/displaystory.cfm?story_id=8908454

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